i don't know how boys match. i think shoes & belt are the only thing. it doesn't matter. i just know if they look stupid.
So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
he saw my "i like bacon" magnet on the fridge and i told him how much i love meat, then we started making out
what a beautiful fairy tale
Theyre still fighting about whether its called america or the united states.
well it doesn't count as a walk of shame if he drops you off at your class in his golf cart
Your excuse of not making us Mac and cheese was that you couldn't find 6 cups of water...
Even though we had just had to physically take her off of someones lawn she was peeing on when they came outside, she still insisted on walking unassisted the rest of the way home. It was dignity meets shit show.
Come get her ASAP. She's "people bowling," which is just her rolling into random groups of people. People look pissed.
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
You just kept yelling and saying, "IM NOT GOING TO STOP YELLING UNTIL YOU TAKE THAT SHOT"
Fuck these runners passing me on campus as I'm waking to dinner. With my huggie. With flavored vodka and rum. Aka yum
We were like ok let's be eachothers maid of honor and then you were like "ok see you at the wedding" and walked away
i just teared up watching channing tatum in drag emerge from the fog on lip sync battle. it's gotta be PMS. either that or something is realllllly wrong with me.
It's 7:30pm and we've already lost someone and had to run from the cops. What the fuck did you put in the punch?
I also guarantee you multiple orgasams and blueberry pancakes
Randomize
